Gourmet: Midnight Vending-Chapter 341 - 318: Goji Berry, Mulberry, Chive, Oyster, Black Sesame Juice

Chapter 341: Chapter 318: Goji Berry, Mulberry, Chive, Oyster, Black Sesame Juice

Chen Mo in the food truck placed the already chopped meat filling into a bowl and then added some seasonings.

Then he rolled the meat filling in his hands, while patting on some cornstarch solution.

"Hey? This guy is making lion’s head meatballs without compacting the meat filling, quickly take a sneaky picture, he’s just messing around!"

Xue An said indignantly.

After all, if they intended to ride this wave of popularity, they needed a rightful reason.

Xue Ping furrowed his brows, clearly deep in thought.

"What are you doing, Bro, hurry up and take the picture."

Xue Ping raised his hand to stop Xue An from speaking, "He’s not compacting the meat filling."

"Right, isn’t this just pure nonsense?"

Xue Ping suddenly remembered what Master Zhou said on the phone earlier; apparently, he met a master in the north who also doesn’t compact the meat filling when making lion’s head meatballs!

"Don’t rush, let’s watch a bit more."

Moreover, Master Zhou mentioned something about a miraculous heat control technique used by that master, which even Zhou Yu couldn’t learn.

Because of the help from cornstarch solution, and since the meat wasn’t completely chopped through, it looked like small meat particles, but in reality, they were intricately connected.

Therefore, shaping the large meatballs was also quick.

At this moment, the clay pot on the stove had been waiting for a while.

Chen Mo had long controlled the heat to a delicate state, carefully and slowly placing the lion’s head meatball into the pot. The water temperature dropped significantly, then he turned up the heat, while inserting a black ladle into the pot.

Yes... this blood-connected black ladle greatly enhanced Chen Mo’s ability to sense temperature.

Once the water temperature rose to the desired level, he adjusted the heat, added some seasoning, laid in some cabbage leaves, and then placed the lid back on the pot.

Xue Ping stood outside, lost in thought.

The water in the little boss’s clay pot neither bubbled boisterously nor emitted thick steam; it seemed quite moderate. This kind of feeling somewhat looked like...

"Master Zhou said the master he met in the north did it the same way."

"What?" Xue An asked in confusion.

It was his brother who made the call, and he hadn’t had time to ask about the specific details.

Xue Ping returned to his stall, hesitantly texting Zhou Yu, "Master, the master you met in the north, any characteristics?"

Zhou Yu’s reply was surprisingly quick, indicating he wasn’t too busy at the moment.

"A young man in a suit in the hot weather. Oh, and he drove a yellow food truck, which looked quite luxurious."

Xue Ping stared numbly at the message, then turned to look at the neighboring food truck.

Hiss!!!

Seeing his brother’s serious and shocked expression, Xue An became impatient, "Bro, what are you doing? Hurry up and take the video, whether our stall can develop into a restaurant depends on today!"

"I think we might have picked a tough opponent."

"Huh?"

As Xue An was confused, the North Gate of the Ecological Garden welcomed its first customer of the day.

Yu Hongtao, after strolling around the Ecological Garden and hiding by the North Gate seeing nothing much happening, guessed the online debater probably wouldn’t really come here to confront him.

So he boldly walked out.

He stopped at a new stall to take a look, then in the expectant eyes of Xue Ping and Xue An, moved on, stopping in front of Chen Mo’s food truck.

"Heh, little boss bringing out new snacks again? Fried rice, is it our Yangzhou Fried Rice?"

For locals, mentioning fried rice would definitely mean Yangzhou Fried Rice, even if it wasn’t made to the standard, at least the name had to be right, and the ingredients should sort of fit.

Chen Mo nodded, then shook his head, "Yes and no. Anyway, I just call it fried rice."

"Heh."

If it were yesterday, Yu Hongtao would only scoff, but after tasting the lion’s head meatball dipped in vinegar, he had only one question left to solve now.

This month, Yuan Xiaolin gave him a budget of five hundred yuan; how should he allocate it?

If he performed well last night, maybe he could get more budget. Unfortunately, he lacked the energy last night, so the five hundred yuan had to last until next month.

Today, Chen Mo had set up tables and chairs outside, so Yu Hongtao sat on a small yellow stool, doing some calculations on his fingers.

One lion’s head meatball costs 88 yuan, and a plate of fried rice surprisingly costs 188 yuan too.

Not knowing if the fried rice was worth the price, he could only try it with a hint of curiosity.

"Then I’ll order a fried rice and a lion’s head meatball, I still have..."

yuan left.

He could either order another bowl of rice or two more lion’s head meatballs, which seemed like a perfect plan.

"Boss, one fried rice and a lion’s head meatball, please." Yu Hongtao felt confident in his calculation.

However, saving money wasn’t the ultimate solution, he still needed to increase income, so he asked, "Boss, do you have any health-preserving juices? I saw you drinking all kinds of juices yesterday."

"Health-preserving?" Chen Mo was initially stunned, then gave a knowing look, "Understood, please wait a moment."

Yu Hongtao was also surprised, did they really have it?

"Make me a juice that boosts energy, if not, inject some firmness toxins."

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Ignoring the floating emoji in front of him, Chen Mo chose to overlook it.

[Carefully prepared a combo juice for you: Goji Berry, Mulberry, Chives, Oyster, and Black Sesame!]

Chen Mo looked at the liquid flowing out of the juicer, showing a peculiar black color, for the first time genuinely understanding what rainbow black looked like.

And this liquid seemed so thick, it can’t even be called "juice," more like aloe gel!

"What the... Can this thing be drunk?"

[Please feel free to drink, satisfaction guaranteed!]

It seemed the system couldn’t identify who would drink it; Chen Mo took a deep breath and placed the juice on the counter.

"Will this do?"

Yu Hongtao was also dazed.

What the heck was this, yesterday the little boss’s juices were red, green, very appetizing just to look at, but his own was this dark mess?

Seeing Yu Hongtao hesitating, Chen Mo immediately added, "It’s free."

"Free? Well, alright, of course then!" Yu Hongtao took the strange ’juice’ back to the small table and hesitated whether to taste it.

Meanwhile, Chen Mo continued working gloomily.

The lion’s head meatballs were all stewed, and the rice cooked in the chicken soup was ready. He ladled all the rice out of the cooker and instead of putting it into the cabinet, he spread it evenly on a large bamboo sieve he found.

All the rice was spread out, and the temperature dropped rapidly. Chen Mo placed the bamboo sieve on the cabinet to keep it ventilated.

While Yu Hongtao hesitated, a fresh, fragrant smell wafted over.

He turned his head to see the rice on the cabinet, "Whoa, boss, where did you buy this rice? How come it smells so good?"

"Just the Thai Fragrant Rice from the supermarket."

Yu Hongtao took a few more deep breaths.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

How could the Thai Fragrant Rice from the supermarket have this kind of aroma?